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Waaaaah—

The space at the edge of the vortex continuously collapses inward, only to reassemble itself in an instant.

The central area was crimson red, like a pulsating organ.

A tremendous gravitational force emanated from the depths, wildly churning the surrounding air currents.

The dust and bones on the ground were swirled into the air, and as soon as they touched the edge of the vortex, they were silently annihilated into dust.

Fang Cheng raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.

It seems that the triggering mechanism of this device doesn't care whether you bang your head or step on it; it only needs to achieve a certain physical vibration or energy resonance to activate it.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng followed the suction force and probed into the bottomless blood-red passage.

They tried to see the scene deep within the whirlpool, but to no avail.

After observing carefully for a moment, Fang Cheng lowered his gaze slightly and landed on the dilapidated Buddhist pagoda that was more than ten meters high.

The top of the tower is shaped like a lotus platform, with the jewel at the center of the platform pointing directly at the center of the vortex.

The two were only half a meter apart.

Fang Cheng nodded to himself.

The true purpose of this pagoda was to serve as a stepping stone for later visitors to enter the entrance.

Fang Cheng naturally didn't need to go through such trouble.

He moved his wrists slightly and straightened his back.

The body's Qi and blood are boiling and circulating continuously.

Instead of shrinking, the Primordial True Domain surrounding him became even more intense, with flames burning fiercely.

After getting ready, Fang Cheng slightly bent his knees and tensed his thigh muscles.

The military boots slammed into the black stone ground, suddenly exerting force.

boom!
The shockwave exploded instantly.

He shot into the sky like a rocket launch, crashing straight into the crimson vortex.

The moment you enter, a strong feeling of weightlessness instantly envelops your entire body.

The world seemed to turn upside down, and my body kept falling.

However, it fell not downwards, but straight upwards.

Or, to put it another way, the concepts of up, down, left, and right have been completely erased here.

Fang Cheng felt as if he had been thrown into the weightless void of space.

The light around the passage was stretched rapidly, turning into thin, colorful bands of light that sped backward.

The scene before my eyes began to distort violently.

On the crimson inner wall, pustules swelled up like boiling water, revealing countless blurry black shadows.

These dark figures, like hungry ghosts that have caught the scent of living people, lunged forward, baring their fangs and claws, desperately crashing into the golden light domain that was at least six meters wide.

Ripples spread across the surface of the shield, and flames flickered like tongues of fire.

The moment the shadowy figures touched the domineering true fire of the sun, they were burned and hissed, twisting into faces that screamed in agony.

The piercing cries, mixed with hysterical laughter, transformed into tangible sound waves that drilled straight into the brain.

Fang Cheng didn't even blink, completely ignoring this kind of mental pollution.

Let gravity drag it along, speeding through the turbulent currents.

With absolute control over every inch of his muscles and blood, his feet seemed to be firmly planted, and his body remained upright.

Even in such a weightless environment, it still maintains a stable posture.

A few seconds, or a long several tens of minutes later.

The mournful wailing and howling wind in my ears abruptly stopped.

boom!
Suddenly, my feet sank into the ground.

The heavy military boots landed on the solid ground, crushing large patches of charred debris.

A gravitational force nearly twice that of Earth, like an invisible mountain, instantly pressed down on my shoulders.

The internal organs were pulled downwards by this sudden gravitational force, and even the blood surging in the blood vessels briefly stopped.

Fang Cheng frowned slightly, and his back muscles suddenly bulged and tightened.

The spine of the dragon emitted a series of "crackling" sounds as it forced its body to straighten under the doubled pressure.

The heart pounded like a heavy pump, instantly maximizing the body's circulation.

The flow of Qi and blood increases in speed and volume, flushing through the limbs and bones once again.

In just two seconds, he completely adapted to the environment and regained control of his body.

Fang Cheng steadied himself and quickly scanned his surroundings.

The crimson vortex hung upside down on the dome, several meters high, and slowly rotated.

He just fell from there.

Beneath their feet was a dilapidated circular altar, its surface covered with blurred patterns worn smooth by time.

This is an exceptionally spacious cave.

The surroundings were pitch black and silent, the air as murky as a stagnant pool.

Golden flames flickered deep within Fang Cheng's pupils.

With his extraordinary vision, he quickly saw the specific scene inside the cave.

The rough rock walls all around are covered with intricate murals.

The scene is filled with evil spirits and ferocious gods with twisted limbs and hideous faces.

Some have six arms, and some stand on piles of skeletons, devouring human organs alive.

The carving is bold and the lines are sharp.

Dark red pigment, long since blackened, still remains on the rock face, resembling dried blood.

The style is similar to ancient Tantric Buddhist stories, exuding an indescribable sense of bloodshed and mystery.

After scanning his surroundings and confirming that there were no lurking creatures, Fang Cheng had a thought.

The Primordial True Domain, which had expanded to a full six meters in size, rapidly contracted inward, turning into tiny golden rays that seeped back into the pores of the skin.

He deliberately removed his protective gear, attempting to expose his physical body directly to the air of the other world.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath, his chest slightly bulging.

The scorching air rushed into my nasal cavity, like inhaling a mouthful of sandpaper, and even carried a strong sulfurous smell.

A slight tingling sensation then came from the skin.

That's high-dimensional radiation energy floating in the air, trying to erode the cells.

However, given his superhuman physical attributes, this level of radiation is at most like a rough exfoliation treatment, and it cannot cause any substantial harm.

"Aside from the doubled gravity and excessive radiation, there are basically no major problems."

Fang Cheng muttered to himself, offering his evaluation.

He then began to walk down the stone steps in front of the altar, and followed a dark, narrow passage outwards.

The sound of military boots echoing on the hard stone slabs reverberated through the empty mountainside.

After walking for about a few hundred meters, the darkness at the end of the passage was forcibly torn apart by a dark red halo.

That's clearly the exit.

Fang Cheng quickened his pace and walked towards the light.

The moment I stepped out of the cave, a scorching, blazing wind swept over me.

With no obstructions in sight, the view opened up dramatically.

He was standing on the edge of a cliff several hundred meters high.

Fang Cheng stopped and slowly raised his head to look at this brand new world.

The sky appeared as a dark, bruised red.

Thick, black clouds of volcanic ash hung low overhead.

Deep within the clouds, thick, purple lightning bolts crisscrossed wildly like a spiderweb, tearing apart the dome.

The air temperature was extremely high, and the visible hot air currents made the distant horizon appear as distorted ripples. But what shocked Fang Cheng the most was not the harsh natural environment, but the remaining landscape on the ground.

As far as the eye can see, there is devastation everywhere.

There are no mythical fairy mountains and pavilions here, nor primitive jungles from a wild and untamed era.

Thick, rusty steel bars were stuck haphazardly into the reddish-brown scorched earth beneath our feet.

In the distance, there are large sections of collapsed concrete load-bearing walls and ruins of skyscrapers with only their metal skeletons remaining.

The raging wind whipped up the ashes from the ground, sending out mournful howls through the tattered remains of the modern buildings.

At the edge of the horizon, several massive active volcanoes are erupting violently.

Thick smoke mixed with dark red lava shot into the sky, turning half the sky blood red.

There is not a trace of green life here, nor any sign of human life.

It's just like the Avici Hell described in Buddhist scriptures.

call--

A fierce wind whipped up ashes, howling upwards from the bottom of the abyss, causing his clothes to flutter wildly.

Fang Cheng gathered his thoughts, lowered his gaze, and quickly scanned the terrain below.

Instead of searching for the buried path down the mountain, he continued walking a few steps forward, the edges of his heavy military boots treading on the weathered rocks at the edge of the cliff.

rustling—

Several pieces of gravel could not withstand the force and broke off, rolling into the abyss.

The next second, Fang Cheng's thigh muscles suddenly tightened and exerted force.

Facing the violent updrafts, he leaped directly off the cliff hundreds of meters high.

The howling wind suddenly became extremely sharp, rushing wildly into the ear canal.

Twice the force of gravity pulled his torso, causing him to fall at an unimaginable speed.

Fang Cheng remained calm, his eyes slightly narrowed in the strong wind.

In the air, his blood and qi surged and his limbs stretched outwards.

The wide sleeves were instantly filled by the strong updraft.

Using the lift of the gale, he moved like a giant predatory bird, tracing a gentle arc against the dark red sky, effortlessly dissipating most of the downward force.

boom!
The heavy military boots pounded firmly on the scorched red earth, kicking up a cloud of hot dust.

Fang Cheng's legs sank slightly, like hydraulic shock absorbers, and then channeled the remaining physical impact force into the ground through the soles of his feet.

He straightened up and casually brushed the volcanic ash off his clothes.

My gaze swept across the barren plain and landed on the vast city ruins several kilometers away.

Without hesitation, Fang Cheng strode forward and walked straight toward the ruins.

Along the way, the wilderness was filled only with cracked red soil and scattered pebbles.

The scorching wind, carrying ashes, swept across the plains without hindrance, emitting a low, mournful wail.

As Fang Cheng continued to move forward, the massive wreckage made of steel and concrete gradually magnified in his field of vision.

The collapsed skyscrapers stood silently beneath the dark red sky, like giant black tombstones.

The air, distorted by the intense heat radiation, made the city's outline appear somewhat blurry and shaky, exuding an aura of death.

It took about half an hour to walk.

Fang Cheng lifted his leg and stepped over a section of the completely broken ring road overpass ruins, officially entering this desolate urban wasteland.

The once wide streets have long been completely buried by thick black ash and cracked gravel, making it impossible to distinguish the original asphalt road surface.

Both sides were dilapidated building ruins.

Thick, rusty steel bars broke free from the constraints of weathered concrete, sprawling haphazardly in the soil and air like twisted bone spikes from a monster.

The surroundings were so quiet it was almost oppressive.

There were no car horns, no pedestrian noise.

In the vast space, only the sound of the wind whistling through the room could be heard.

And the crunching sound of Fang Cheng's military boots crushing stones echoed in the empty street.

"Click".

My right foot stepped over a thick, rusty steel pipe that was half-buried in the soil.

The high-strength steel that was originally strong enough to bear several tons now sounded like a weathered dead tree.

Then, it shattered into a pool of reddish-brown iron powder right under the shoe.

Fang Cheng stopped and looked down at the steel that had turned to dust.

Gently brush away the layer of dust covering the shoe with the toe.

The Masked Man once mentioned that when he entered the ancient civilization ruins in Xishan, it was deserted and filled with ruins.

Seeing these dilapidated skyscrapers with his own eyes, Fang Cheng truly understood their significance.

This so-called "ancient civilization" is clearly a once highly developed modern civilization.

However, over the long years, it was completely wiped out by some unknown catastrophe.

Time has left its cruelest marks here.

After thousands or tens of thousands of years of erosion, steel will turn to mud and civilization will be reduced to nothing.

Just as Fang Cheng stepped over a collapsed load-bearing wall.

Suddenly, a scraping sound of carapace came from the shadows of the ruins ahead.

Several multi-legged arthropods, each over half a meter long and covered in black scales, were startled by Fang Cheng's footsteps.

They brandished their sickle-like forelimbs and quickly burrowed into a broken underground drainage pipe.

Clearly, the organisms here have already undergone mutations due to extreme radiation and gravity.

Compared to those on Earth, they are all strangely shaped and do not resemble benevolent beings.

Perhaps only in this way can they survive in such a harsh environment.

This is what is known as "survival of the fittest".

Fang Cheng looked away and was about to step over the concrete slab under his feet.

Several small pebbles suddenly fell from the leaning building frame above their heads.

Fang Cheng paused slightly, his peripheral vision instantly locking onto the upper left.

With a roar, a huge black shadow slammed down on him like a cannonball, clinging to the broken support pillar.

It was a mutated behemoth nearly three meters long.

It looks like a skinned hunting dog, with bulging muscles all over its body and a grayish-white exoskeleton covering its back.

The environment with twice the gravity gave it an extremely terrifying initial velocity during its descent.

Four thick, sharp claws tore through the air, heading straight for Fang Cheng, their prey's throat.

Fang Cheng did not flinch or try to dodge.

His legs were firmly rooted in the scorched earth, like a hydraulic press.

Immediately afterwards, he twisted his waist sharply, channeling the reaction force from the ground through his spine segment by segment.

The muscles in his right arm bulged high, and the tendons snapped like bowstrings.

boom!
Fang Cheng faced the mutated giant beast that was charging at him and unleashed a furious punch.

The pure physical strength, combined with the fierce golden true energy, exploded completely the moment the fist touched the giant beast's skull.

Under twice the gravity, the surrounding air density is relatively higher.

This punch, when thrown, actually compressed a visible, semi-transparent air wave in front of the fist.

The hard exoskeleton shattered instantly, like thin ice.

Before the behemoth could even let out a wail, its entire upper body exploded into a cloud of blood mist flying everywhere under Fang Cheng's devastating attack.

Its mutilated hindquarters flew backward and slammed hard against a concrete wall more than ten meters away.

The immense kinetic energy smashed through the remaining wall, kicking up a cloud of dust. (End of Chapter)